Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 445 Lunch With My Boss

Logan's

POV.

Mia and I opted to go to the nearest restaurant. I instructed my driver to

leave, choosing to drive my own car instead. As we arrived, I opened the passenger seat for her, and she gracefully stepped inside. Taking my place behind the wheel, I ignited the engine and steered us towards the restaurant.

After a short drive, we arrived at a renowned Italian restaurant. It turned out that Mia had booked a table here, knowing it to be my favorite.

Exiting the car, I circled around to the passenger side, holding the door open for her. Extending my hand, I silently urged her to take it.

I was well aware of the charm my gentlemanly gestures possessed, and Mia was no exception. The rosy hue on her cheeks served as undeniable proof that she appreciated the gesture. Firmly holding her hand, despite her subtle attempt to pull away, we entered the restaurant together, hand in hand.

Fortunately, we had a table reserved, and the waiter promptly led us to our designated spot. Pulling out a chair for her, I patiently waited for Mia to take her seat.

"Mr. Mancini, you don't have to do that," she protested.

"It's Logan to you when we're not in my office," I interjected, grinning mischievously.

"But..." she began, her words trailing off as the waiter arrived to take our order.

Taking the lead, I confidently ordered all of Mia's favorite dishes, a playful glint in my eyes as I anticipated her reaction. Confusion flickered across her face, and she couldn't help but question, "Are these really my favorite foods?"

I leaned back in my chair, a smirk playing on my lips as I revealed my secret, "Don't be surprised, Mia. I know these are your favorites, which is why I ordered them."

hand flew to her mouth, and she gasped, clearly taken aback. "But how did

enjoying the intrigue that danced in her eyes. My voice carried a hint of mystery as I replied, "I

blurting out, "What are

nonchalantly, feigning indifference. "Why

whisper, I let my words hang in the air, laced with suggestion, "...and if I were... I'd take you home and impress you

hue, and she was momentarily speechless, her reaction further fueling my amusement. Before she could regain her composure, the waiter arrived with our order, providing a timely interruption to our charged conversation. Mia quickly looked away, trying to conceal her embarrassment, not wanting the waiter

her further. "So, how's

Mia that captivated me, and I yearned to unravel the layers

for this delightful treat," she replied politely, her demeanor slightly formal but her gratitude shining through. I admired her

continued to blush. This side of her was new

a gesture of intimacy that

I possess a sense of decorum, my

silence enveloped

It was a rare sight to witness Mia without her usual assertiveness, and I couldn't deny that I found this softer side of

noticed some sauce lingering at the corner of her

sauce away with my thumb. Her startled reaction

I observed as her jaw dropped, her face turning a shade of pink. She gasped and lowered her eyelashes. "Hmmm... The sauce is even more delicious than the pasta,"

mean, Logan. Can we leave if

boss, remember? I can make and change the rules. You don't need

are different for bosses and employees. It's unfair, and I'd prefer to be back on time. If you

I own the company," I raised an eyebrow, attempting to defend

shot back. She was right, and her words stung. Couldn't she desire to spend more time with me? I sighed and signaled the waiter to

settling the bill, we

returned to